Any feedback would be greatly appreciated
Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2010 12:32 am
Working on my third draft, and am unsure about my story. Is it to much of an emotional appeal? Also there are some grammar and spelling errors right now, so try to ignore, I will fix that later. I just want some critique of my overall writing, and some tips to improve it. Thanks!
Ring, ring, ring; no matter how many times I hit the ignore button my cell phone would not stop, first my dad, mother, and then all but one of my five siblings. I was focused at work, up for a promotion at the end of the month and desperately trying to finish a strong month of recruitment. I sent my mother a text letting her know I would call when I got a chance. She returned it with two words that read, “brain tumor”.
I sank in my chair in disbelief. My youngest brother Luke had just got the results back from his MRI showing a large tumor lodged in the right side of his brain. This event has had a major impact on why I want to go to law school which this essay will explain later in fuller detail.
Before this incident happened I had other reasons for going to law school. It all started in my senior year at ASU. I was playing at the top baseball school in the country and aspired one day to join the ranks of my father and uncle as a successful Major Leaguer. However, it was not looking like I was going to get a significant amount of playing time. I decided to quit the baseball team to pursue my career as a pro baseball player. I signed a small contract with a minor league baseball team located in South Carolina, got married, and literally left within three weeks of the marriage ceremony. I played well and was a top producer for the team and in the league, however the pay was terrible and living with another family while married (as we could not afford to live elsewhere) was hard for us. I knew the long road ahead of us if I was going to make it to the big leagues and that the odds were against me. I might have made it but the risk was too big if I did not. I have seen countless players spend ten or more years in the minors, and end up with no education, few job skills, and a large family with little means to support them. Becoming like the players I just mentioned was my biggest fear, so I decided to retire from baseball and do something else with my life. I was always a big dreamer and so I decided I was going to law school.
My road to law school was filled with challenges. I had a low grade point average, and now had little time to make up for it, especially because I now had to be more than just a college student. I had to support myself and my wife financially which meant working a full time job and less time for studying. My poor classroom performance and busy work schedule were going to be hard obstacles to overcome, if I was to get good grades and prepare for the LSAT, but I was determined. My motivation for going to law school at the time had to do with the pursuit of excellence, intellectual, vocational, and to perhaps have the educational background to get into the political sphere. I thought that being an attorney was one of the most respectable and best things a person could become and that the job possibilities for someone with a Juris Doctorate were endless. So I worked hard in the remaining units of my undergraduate receiving top grades in the remaining classes. Despite my strong finish my cumulative grade point average was still low. I realized that a bachelor’s degree might not be enough to get into law school so I enrolled at Grand Canyon University to get my masters of science in leadership. I took double the class load expected and refined my research and writing abilities throughout the program hoping to further prepare myself for the rigors of law school. During this period I was still working full time, had a mortgage, and was newly married. I was working a demanding sales job where I was constantly under the pressure of performing which made everything that much more challenging. However, I was unwavering and finished the two year graduate program in one year, excelled at my job receiving pay increases on two occasions while also being promoted to team leader. During this period I also took on a summer job where I was the head coach for a collegiate summer baseball team where we advanced to the playoffs. I say all this not because I believe I am special for these minor achievements but to show that I have the work ethic and resilience necessary to handle the rigors of law school. I do not claim that I will be the most brilliant student at your institution but I am capable of excelling and I am determined to.
I sat at my desk thinking about Luke and all the times we shared together. Luke had gone through a seizure a week before but the children’s hospital had given him clearance that he was fine. I thought that was strange being that they never gave him an MRI, but never the less we were happy. Apparently he was not fine because he had a second seizure three days later and was rushed off to the emergency room in an ambulance where they discovered the large tumor. I and my wife flew out the next day.
Luke’s new Physician was very upset at the doctors from Children’s hospital. He said the medical staff should have immediately given him an MRI and my mother should be ashamed for not aggressively pursuing one. He was very adamant that Luke could have died within that week, and that we were lucky there was a second seizure. The night before the surgery I was able to spend time with Luke. Luke was 17 with a younger face and knew what he was up against. They had shaved all his hair, and multiple plastic tubes were connected by needles piercing his young veins, I told him it would be okay and said a prayer for him. I gave him a hug and he started to cry, he was terrified. Despite the intense fear of brain surgery and a possible deadly brain tumor, Luke pulled through. The next day he laid in critical condition with bandages around his head, not able to speak, but he was going to be okay. The surgeon promised Luke would live to fight another day.
I sat there in the hospital room realizing that Luke could have died, and how agonizing that would have been for us. It then dawned on me that some families were not as lucky as mine was; sometimes there are “Luke’s” who do die due to the negligence of “experts”. The prospect of law school took on a whole new meaning pointing me in the direction of medical malpractice law. Because of the children’s hospitals carelessness Luke could have died instead of having a second seizure. I realized that being an attorney I would be able to help keep hospitals and doctors accountable for their actions with the hope of preventing future mistakes for the sake of other families. I now have a strong desire to leverage law to make sure that families who seek medical services get full attention. I want patients to be treated fairly and professionally regardless of status. Going to a doctor can be an intimidating process, and a process where patients sometimes feel that the words of a doctor are similar to those of a God, in that the doctor’s orders are always correct and are at all times forthright in their procedures and ethics. However, that is not always the case. I hope that becoming an attorney will allow me to keep the health professionals in check, while allowing me to be an advocate for those that are abused by the system and to help restore social justice when needed. I especially want to protect the rights for the perceived weak, defenseless, and lower privileged members of our society and Luke has inspired me to this end.
Ring, ring, ring; no matter how many times I hit the ignore button my cell phone would not stop, first my dad, mother, and then all but one of my five siblings. I was focused at work, up for a promotion at the end of the month and desperately trying to finish a strong month of recruitment. I sent my mother a text letting her know I would call when I got a chance. She returned it with two words that read, “brain tumor”.
I sank in my chair in disbelief. My youngest brother Luke had just got the results back from his MRI showing a large tumor lodged in the right side of his brain. This event has had a major impact on why I want to go to law school which this essay will explain later in fuller detail.
Before this incident happened I had other reasons for going to law school. It all started in my senior year at ASU. I was playing at the top baseball school in the country and aspired one day to join the ranks of my father and uncle as a successful Major Leaguer. However, it was not looking like I was going to get a significant amount of playing time. I decided to quit the baseball team to pursue my career as a pro baseball player. I signed a small contract with a minor league baseball team located in South Carolina, got married, and literally left within three weeks of the marriage ceremony. I played well and was a top producer for the team and in the league, however the pay was terrible and living with another family while married (as we could not afford to live elsewhere) was hard for us. I knew the long road ahead of us if I was going to make it to the big leagues and that the odds were against me. I might have made it but the risk was too big if I did not. I have seen countless players spend ten or more years in the minors, and end up with no education, few job skills, and a large family with little means to support them. Becoming like the players I just mentioned was my biggest fear, so I decided to retire from baseball and do something else with my life. I was always a big dreamer and so I decided I was going to law school.
My road to law school was filled with challenges. I had a low grade point average, and now had little time to make up for it, especially because I now had to be more than just a college student. I had to support myself and my wife financially which meant working a full time job and less time for studying. My poor classroom performance and busy work schedule were going to be hard obstacles to overcome, if I was to get good grades and prepare for the LSAT, but I was determined. My motivation for going to law school at the time had to do with the pursuit of excellence, intellectual, vocational, and to perhaps have the educational background to get into the political sphere. I thought that being an attorney was one of the most respectable and best things a person could become and that the job possibilities for someone with a Juris Doctorate were endless. So I worked hard in the remaining units of my undergraduate receiving top grades in the remaining classes. Despite my strong finish my cumulative grade point average was still low. I realized that a bachelor’s degree might not be enough to get into law school so I enrolled at Grand Canyon University to get my masters of science in leadership. I took double the class load expected and refined my research and writing abilities throughout the program hoping to further prepare myself for the rigors of law school. During this period I was still working full time, had a mortgage, and was newly married. I was working a demanding sales job where I was constantly under the pressure of performing which made everything that much more challenging. However, I was unwavering and finished the two year graduate program in one year, excelled at my job receiving pay increases on two occasions while also being promoted to team leader. During this period I also took on a summer job where I was the head coach for a collegiate summer baseball team where we advanced to the playoffs. I say all this not because I believe I am special for these minor achievements but to show that I have the work ethic and resilience necessary to handle the rigors of law school. I do not claim that I will be the most brilliant student at your institution but I am capable of excelling and I am determined to.
I sat at my desk thinking about Luke and all the times we shared together. Luke had gone through a seizure a week before but the children’s hospital had given him clearance that he was fine. I thought that was strange being that they never gave him an MRI, but never the less we were happy. Apparently he was not fine because he had a second seizure three days later and was rushed off to the emergency room in an ambulance where they discovered the large tumor. I and my wife flew out the next day.
Luke’s new Physician was very upset at the doctors from Children’s hospital. He said the medical staff should have immediately given him an MRI and my mother should be ashamed for not aggressively pursuing one. He was very adamant that Luke could have died within that week, and that we were lucky there was a second seizure. The night before the surgery I was able to spend time with Luke. Luke was 17 with a younger face and knew what he was up against. They had shaved all his hair, and multiple plastic tubes were connected by needles piercing his young veins, I told him it would be okay and said a prayer for him. I gave him a hug and he started to cry, he was terrified. Despite the intense fear of brain surgery and a possible deadly brain tumor, Luke pulled through. The next day he laid in critical condition with bandages around his head, not able to speak, but he was going to be okay. The surgeon promised Luke would live to fight another day.
I sat there in the hospital room realizing that Luke could have died, and how agonizing that would have been for us. It then dawned on me that some families were not as lucky as mine was; sometimes there are “Luke’s” who do die due to the negligence of “experts”. The prospect of law school took on a whole new meaning pointing me in the direction of medical malpractice law. Because of the children’s hospitals carelessness Luke could have died instead of having a second seizure. I realized that being an attorney I would be able to help keep hospitals and doctors accountable for their actions with the hope of preventing future mistakes for the sake of other families. I now have a strong desire to leverage law to make sure that families who seek medical services get full attention. I want patients to be treated fairly and professionally regardless of status. Going to a doctor can be an intimidating process, and a process where patients sometimes feel that the words of a doctor are similar to those of a God, in that the doctor’s orders are always correct and are at all times forthright in their procedures and ethics. However, that is not always the case. I hope that becoming an attorney will allow me to keep the health professionals in check, while allowing me to be an advocate for those that are abused by the system and to help restore social justice when needed. I especially want to protect the rights for the perceived weak, defenseless, and lower privileged members of our society and Luke has inspired me to this end.